Kaito took out two bags from the trunk of the car, and the two of them walked to the cottage. The white brick house was not impressive, but it had a simple country-style design that spoke of wonderful summer vacations.
"Are we breaking and entering?" Akira asked as they stepped through the wooden door.
Kaito scoffed. "I just used the keys. How could we be breaking and entering?"
When he first met Akira, he thought she was a quiet and composed girl. She did not talk much, based on his keen observation. However, he realised that she just did not like talking with people she did not know.
Once she got comfortable, she was a relentless chatterbox. It was like she saved all her words until she got used to someone. After that, she couldn't go for a minute without talking.
"You know, you are quite a talker. I thought you were the mysterious expert type." He said.
